In a recent Rolling Stone interview, Miley Cyrus addressed some of your pearl-clutching concerns about her VMA performance. And you know what? She’s damn right. It wasn’t my cup of Rubber Underwear tea and I will forever resent it for making “twerking” a word my mother feels comfortable saying, but shockingly offensive? Probably not. Miley makes the point that that’s what the VMAs are for. She says:

Honestly, that was our MTV version. We could have even gone further, but we didn’t. I thought that’s what the VMAs were all about! It’s not the Grammys or the Oscars. You’re not supposed to show up in a gown, Vanna White-style. It’s supposed to be fun!

What’s that? That’s the sound of Miley Cyrus not being wrong.

Exhibit A:

Exhibit B:

But, more damningly, she points out the extremely biased and gendered reaction to her performance. Once again? Not wrong. From the article:

Miley admits that her performance with Thicke got a little - her word - “handsy.” But she makes a good point: “No one is talking about the man behind the ass. It was a lot of ‘Miley twerks on Robin Thicke,’ but never, ‘Robin Thicke grinds up on Miley.’ They’re only talking about the one that bent over. So obviously there’s a double standard.” She was especially amused by the criticism from Brooke Shields, who played Miley’s mom on Hannah Montana and called the VMA performance “desperate.” “Brooke Shields was in a movie where she was a prostitute at age 12!” Miley says with a laugh.

First she came for your sexual prudery, then she came for your gender bias and now the girl is here for your Breaking Bad fandom. All bets are off.

America is just so weird in what they think is right and wrong. Like, I was watching Breaking Bad the other day, and they were cooking meth. I could literally cook meth because of that show. It’s a how-to. And then they bleeped out the word ‘fuck.’ And I’m like, really? They killed a guy, and disintegrated his body in acid, but you’re not allowed to say ‘fuck’? It’s like when they bleeped ‘molly’ at the VMAs. Look what I’m doing up here right now, and you’re going to bleep out ‘molly’? Whatever.

Once again, I’m not endorsing that performance only because I think the song is awful and the whole thing was messy without being actually artistically provocative. But I am going to have to come down on Miley’s side on everything she said here. And that? Oh brother, that chafes worse than rubber underwear.